Cornell: The isle of Edron is rumoured to have been the home of a powerful ancient race. But King Tibianus III reclaimed it for humanity and founded a colony.
Cornell: Our druid. She was already old when I was still young, and has been living here on Grimvale for ages. She's very interested in were-creature body parts. If you find any, she might give you some coin for them.
Cornell: Grimvale is a small island north-east of here. But I have to warn you - strange and dangerous things are happening there.
Cornell: She's become a kind of protector for this village. A forceful woman, very courageous and experienced with the bow.
Cornell: He's the village's most experienced hunter. Not a young man anymore, but he can defend himself well enough against the werewolves. He's the one who knows most about Grimvale's forests, animals, and the werewolves here.
Cornell: Werewolves, my friend! They dwell on Grimvale, where a horrible were-sickness transforms peaceful villagers into savage beasts. Why or how the curse found its way to this small island, we do not know. But somehow it did.
Cornell: Welcome on board, Sir/Miss Player. May I sail you to the island nearby?
Cornell: I'm offering a little ferry service between Edron and Grimvale.
Cornell: My name is Cornell.
Cornell: Then not. Have a nice stay on Edron.
Player: sail / yes
Cornell: Do you seek a passage to Grimvale for 100 gold? / Cornell: The price for a passage to Grimvale is 100 gold. Agreed?
Cornell: Yes, werewolves, indeed. They dwell here on Grimvale. The were-sickness transforms our peaceful villagers into savage beasts. Why or how this curse found us, we do not know yet. Only that it is here now.